Bill Clinton started jogging near his new home in Chappaqua. But on
>>>> each
>>>> run, he happened to jog past a hooker standing on the same street
>>>> corner,
>>>> day after day. With some apprehension he would brace himself as he
>>>> approached her for what was most certainly to follow.
>>>> "Fifty dollars!" she would shout from the curb.
>>>>
>>>> "No. Five dollars!" fired back Clinton.
>>>>
>>>> This ritual between Bill and the hooker continued for days.
>>>>
>>>> He'd run by and she'd yell, "Fifty dollars!"
>>>>
>>>> And he'd yell back, "Five dollars!"
>>>>
>>>> One day however, Hillary decided that she wanted to accompany her
>>>> husband on
>>>> his jog. As the jogging couple neared the problematic street corner,
>>>> Bill
>>>> realized the "pro" would bark her $50 offer and Hillary would wonder
>>>> what
>>>> he'd really been doing on all his past outings. He realized he should
>>>> have a
>>>> darn good explanation for the junior Senator.
>>>>
>>>> As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, Bill
>>>> be
>>>> came even more apprehensive than usual.
>>>>
>>>> Sure enough, there was the hooker. Bill tried to avoid the prostitute's
>>>> eyes
>>>> as she watched the pair jog past.
>>>>
>>>> Then, from the sidewalk, the hooker yelled, "See what you get for five
>>>> bucks?"
